Once a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair.

Those who refused to respond to the new stimulus would perish. Adapt or perish.

I'm tired and I want to rest; I want to get out of this and go lie down somewhere, off where it's dark and no one speaks. Forever.

Imagine being sentient but not alive. Seeing and even knowing, but not alive. Just looking out. Recognizing but not being alive. A person can die and still go on. Sometimes what looks out at you from a person's eyes maybe died back in childhood.

But at least he can still see the lights below us. Although maybe for him it doesn't matter.

Each of us assumes everyone else knows what he is doing. They all assume we know what we are doing. We don't.

Dilemma of civilized man; body mobilized, but danger obscure.